On Wednesday, February 8, 2023 at 8:10:16 AM UTC-5, W.Dockery wrote:
General-Zod wrote:
Will Dockery wrote:
George Dance wrote:
On Tuesday, January 3, 2023 at 12:47:12 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
On Sunday, January 1, 2023 at 2:50:13 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote: >>>> > George J. Dance wrote:
Penny's Poetry Blog's poem for New Year's Day:
At the New Year, by Kenneth Patchen
[...]
There is this high singing in the air
Forever this sorrowful human face in eternity’s window
And there are other bells that we would ring, Father
[...]
https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2023/01/at-new-year-kenneth-patchen..html
#pennyspoems
Thanks for posting this poem, George.
I haven't read any Patchen in years, probably since the 1970s when I was soaking in as much Beat related poetry as I could find, remembering now how good Kenneth Patchen was.
Never read him but looks GREAT....
https://pleasekillme.com/kenneth-patchen-rebel-poet/
******************** Poet, artist, performer, pacifist and visionary, Kenneth Patchen (1911-1972) was the closest thing America had to a William Blake. He was, in the words of biographer Larry Smith, the ‘Rebel Poet of America,” influencing
the likes of Henry Miller, young Beat poets such as Allen Ginsberg, Michael McClure and Gary Snyder and, later, Jim Morrison and Richard Brautigan. *****************
******************** Kenneth Patchen may have wielded more influence on two generations’ worth of our counterculture than any other poet you’ve never heard of. He had a hippie pacifist sensibility 30 years before the hippies existed and a Beat
Generation aura a decade before that term was common coinage. ********************************
****************************** part of a vibrant literary scene that included Kenneth Rexroth, Lawrence Ferlinghetti (who would publish some of Patchen’s work on his City Lights imprint), Josephine Miles (poet-in-residence at UCal-Berkeley),
Philip Lamantia, Michael McClure, Gary Snyder, Allen Ginsberg, and Peter Orlovsky. As early as the late 1940s, Patchen was performing his poetry to jazz accompaniment ***********************************
Good find, Zod. That makes Patchen look like an important historical figure indeed. I think I may quote some of that on his PPP page.
Agreed, Patchen was considered essential reading to the 1970s latter-day Beats.
Cool... cool... as you know I mainly began reading the Beatnik writers after meeting you, Doc...
Check out the artificial intelligence experiments with Beat poetry:
https://www.beatdom.com/chatgpt/
***DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING POEM IS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. ANY SIMILARITIES TO PERSON OR PERSONS LIVING OR DEAD IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.***
THE SAGA OF JORDAN T. CHASESCOTT
Uncle Isaac took his belt
And gave Young Jordy 40 welts.
Jordy grew to like the whacks
And Uncle Isaac’s touching acts.
Isaac Chase thought that Jordy was cute
'Specially dressed in his new birthday suit,
Isaac squeezed his love handles
Then blew out his candles,
Bent over and let out a "Toot!"
Isaac pulled his nephew's pid
Sucked him dry then tongued his hole;
Nephew Jordy was just a kid
When he first straddled Isaac's pole.
Isaac rode Jordy bareback at seven
And cornholed him big-time at eight
He left him creampied at eleven
And went back home to masturbate.
Isaac groped little Jordy on Friday
Isaac sucked him off Saturday night
Isaac fucked Jordy six times on Sunday
Yeah, his weekend was going alright.
There's only on "t" in "Sonnet."
Isaac nailed Jordy on summer's day.
Beneath the willow by the backdoor gate:
He squeezed his lovebuds, then he had his way
But quick release cut all too short the date;
Sometime too hot the elder Chase becomes
And often spills his load ere passion's dimm'd;
Where is the joy in picking Jordy's plums
Or planting kisses in his grass untrimm'd
When shorts are cream'd and flaccid members fail?
Thou Jordy's willing, Ike gave up the ghost;
Still discontent, he fondles Jordy's tale,
For tis the ass enamors him the most:
So long as Isaac still has eyes to see,
He'll strap one one and stick it to Jordy.
Isaac chased boys when he was a toddler
He chased toddlers when he went school,
He made brownies with them as a young man,
Stirred their pudding until he would drool.
Isaac chased little boys on the playground
Although he was a middle aged man,
Donkey punched till his mudpacker turned brown
Tho he preferred to say it was tan.
The Jordy Factor
a poem by Will Dockery as told to NancyGene
Jordy’s a good sub for dead Lady K
He jiggles his ass and says it’s foreplay
with my massive moobs that even young Clay
has to admit that he’d like to sashay
in the chorus that kicks on LeGents parquet
floor where Jordy and I rolled ‘round in May
when he visited us to show us his fey
manners and though his family’s rich, hey,
I’m not too proud to say that I’d lay
him for free and he won’t have to pay
for extras like hi there’s, night-nights and oy veys.
Isaac Chase was a pixie I knew
Who diddled his widdle nephew,
Jordy pulled Isaac's pud
But his pud was a dud
And now poor Isaac's sack has turned blue.
When Jordy was just a wee laddie
He'd pull down his pants for his daddy,
Uncle paid him a call
And buggered him raw
And Jordy cried "Uncle Ike had me."
Isaac had a young nephew named Jordy
Whose tuchus he simply adored, he
Got Jordy to bare it
That he might then share it
And buggered the boy while he roared "Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!"
Uncle Isaac didn't care for his mommy,
His classmates found him a bit balmy;
It was said that the lad
Flicked his Bic for his dad:
Now chows on Nephew Jordy's shalomi.
Uncle Isaac desired little boys
He thought Jordy had exquisite poise
For a boy not yet ten
(He preferred boys to men)
And a man must have what he enjoys.
Little Jordy was sugar and spice
So his old uncle didn't think twice
About dipping his pole
In young Jordy's piehole,
Boston cream never seemed worth the price.
Uncle Isaac's an internet troll
Who fingered his nephew's dunghole,
Isaac stuck in his thumb
And made Jordy cum
And cried "Hola, Will -- I'm on a role!"
Isaac corked up Jordy Chase's bunghole,
Chocolate cha-cha'd til morning was nigh;
Gave his nephew a sloppy Picaso
He's a fart knockin', mud packin' guy.
Jordy Chase bought his uncle a butt plug
In the hope that he'd leave him alone;
Isaac plugged up his hole
And such joy filled his soul
That he plugged Jordy's hole with his own.
Uncle Isaac's a middle aged twit
Who's been found competently unfit,
For it's said he enjoys
Gallivanting with boys
And dipping his dick in their shit.
Isaac buggered Jordy in the bedroom
Isaac buggered Jordy in the car
Isaac buggered Jordy in the Men's Room
Of LeGents', Shadowville's favorite bar.
Uncle Isaac chased Jordy around his first crib,
Uncle Isaac "fed" Jordy and splooged on his bib,
Isaac changed Jordy's diapers for open-crotch hose
Then he buggered the toddler and jizzed on his nose.
Isaac cornswabbled his nephew's dinky
Pulled his joystick as if he played Pong;
Dipped his poo jabber till it got stinky
And nicknamed his dong "Donkey Kong."
When Jordan Chasescott was a lad
His Uncle Ike wanted him bad,
With the youth in his sights
Isaac gave up his nights
To baby sit straddling his 'nads.
Uncle Isaac was more like an ant
Who would crawl down young Jordy’s pants.
Jordy’d wiggle and scratch
But Isaac attached
Himself with coagulants.
Uncle Isaac ignored his niece, Judy,
Who didn’t have quite the same booty.
So Judy was spared,
And stood there and stared,
While Jordy got it in the patootie.
When Jordy went on Price is Right
His bung-hole shown like a nightlight.
He said it was Uncle
Ike and Garfuckles
Who implanted in him a Lite-Brite.
Uncle Isaac hosted family for Easter.
He told his sister he’d feast her.
They ate honey baked ham
And rack of young lamb
While Isaac dined on Jordy’s keister.
Isaac Chased Jordan Chasescott
From when he was just a young tot.
Isaac gave him a ball
and that wasn’t all,
for his undies had X marks the spot.
Uncle Isaac would pat Jordy’s buttock
And soothe him to sleep with some smut talk.
As Joey took vids
And entertained bids,
Little Jordy’s cradle would rock.
Uncle Isaac said let’s play Cowboys,
For riding is one of my joys.
I’ll be Roy, you’ll be Trigger,
As we gallop with vigor,
And Jordy, you’ll make whinny noise.
Isaac liked his nephew Jordy’s rear view,
From whence Jordy did his #2.
Jordy did #1
And Isaac said, son,
That not what we Commies doo-doo.
Jordan Chasescott had a gluteus--
That Uncle Isaac said was beauteous.
Isaac said drop your pants,
Give your Uncle a chance,
To give you a rub that’s salubrious.
Uncle Isaac and Jordan would read nursery rhymes
About Commies and sex and YouTube crimes.
Jordy learned about jails
And Joey’s porn sales
While Isaac performed pantomimes.
Isaac Chase’s “love dared not speak its name”
So Jordan was written into Internet fame.
Isaac thanked Will and Zod
And committed job fraud
While Jordan Chasescott bore the shame.
Jordan Chasescott was naïve
Of what Isaac hid up his sleeve.
Isaac gave him a bath
While he did the math
That at least he wouldn’t conceive.
Little Jordan Chasescott lost his way.
Uncle Isaac yelled, “I’ll save the day!”
“Take off your pants
And I’ll do a belt Dance
On your butt ‘til you can say
Uncle!”
Jordan Chasescott’s derriere
Would get lots of sun and fresh air.
Uncle Isaac would blow
And Jordan would know
That he didn’t need any beachwear.
Isaac Chase was childlike and hopeless
And hung out with folks who were soapless.
Isaac took Jordy’s hand
And said I’m your man,
But no one can make me grope you less.
Jordan sits in Isaac’s lap while they drive,
Isaac is 49 and Jordy’s 25.
Jordy said it’s U-turn,
Isaac said how I burn
To lay rubber on I-95.
Jordan Chasescott was expertly groomed
After visiting Isaac’s bedroom.
Jordan had a strong yen
To trade Barbies for Ken
And to keep his small tuchus perfumed.
Stout Joseph was pen-pals with “Price is Right” Jordan.
Chasescott Jordan offered photos to Stout Joseph’s warden.
Pics of Will Dockery
Made Stout Joe a mockery,
Since his dad wore just a bleue cordon.
Jordan Chasescott would cover his hiney,
But his Uncle still wanted to dine, he
Would tell Jord, “Look squirrel!”
Jordan’s pink toes would curl,
And Uncle’d declare that was fine eats.
Isaac Chase tried to buy his young nephew,
But his sister wouldn’t sell and was deaf to
Isaac’s sad pleas
To give Jordy a squeeze,
So Isaac nailed him and said “Guess who?”
Young Jordy wished to play with some girls,
But Isaac said girls make me hurl.
You should have a guy
And then you’ll know why
I dress you in ruffles and pearls.
Jordan Chasescott tried to be what he’s not.
Uncle Isaac told him that to be gay was hot.
Isaac Chase said come here
And I’ll fondle your rear--
You’ll remember the things you forgot.
Isaac Chase dearly loved his nephew and tried
To kiss Jordan Chasescott’s tiny backside.
Jordan said, Uncle Ike,
Could I have a new bike?
So Isaac gave him a banana seat ride.
Jordan scorned warnings and read
Playboy Magazines stashed by his bed.
Uncle Isaac then stressed
Don’t look at a breast:
I have Playgirl for you instead.
Jordan Chasescott was teenaged,
And therefore his Chase hormones raged.
Uncle Isaac said, “Yes,
You look great in that dress,”
And thus Jordan’s doubts were assuaged.
Uncle Isaac Chase worked a part-time job,
And the rest of the day his body would throb
For his Nephew Jordan,
And in Nephews he scored in,
The most views of Jordan’s hobnob.
Uncle Isaac Chase was in great haste
To see that Jordan was disgraced.
Isaac said his hellos
To Zod-Dockery beaus
And Jordan Chasescott was debased.
Uncle Isaac L. Chase had a goal:
To occupy Jordan’s butt hole.
Isaac Chase said, “Bend over
There’s a rare 4-leaf clover,”
And Nature walks soon took their toll.
Isaac Chase liked playing physician
With Jordan Chasescott’s health condition.
Isaac said, “Don this gown,
On the table face down,
And Jordan lost all inhibitions.
Isaac told Jordan he’d teach him to shoot
And to fish and to dive so he wore his swim suit.
Jordan brought his cap gun
But he was outdone
When Isaac shot up his patoot.
Jordan complained his dear Uncle
Would stick to him like a carbuncle.
Jordan Chasescott would cry
When Uncle Isaac would try
To sneak into Jordan’s bed bunkle.
Isaac Chase liked school and the Weekly Reader.
Isaac ate up the tales of Johnny the Apple Seeder.
Then Jordan Chasescott was born,
And Isaac was torn
Between fruit and bottom-feeder.
The Chase family loved Isaac’s work.
He could have stayed home, just a jerk.
But he worked phones part time
And earned him a dime,
And Jordan Chasescott was a perk.
Uncle Isaac knocked on Jordy’s door,
Said they’d reenact Chase family noir.
Uncle Isaac said come,
But Jordan had none,
For Jordan was a mere child of four.
Jordan Chasescott was LinkedIn
To the Isaac L. Chase den of sin.
Isaac said we’ll resume
Work in my bedroom
And Jordan learned market penetration.
Uncle Isaac took Jordy to see
The statue of David in Italy
Isaac said the male nude
Put him in the mood
And Jordy’s fig leaf was so wee.
Isaac and Jordan wore pjs
Which made it convenient for bjs.
There were traps front and back
Which dropped with a whack,
So that Isaac could teach Jordan 3 ways.
When Isaac was at Jordy’s home,
His fingers and hands ached to roam.
He said, “Jordy, the magic is
In all my adjectives,
And you’ll be my no comments poem.”
Jordy was home on the range
Where he and Uncle Isaac would play.
They’d also play deer rut
And Jordy’s little red butt
Would be sore and dark cloudy all day.
Jordan would sing “Happy Trails,”
But Isaac would say “Happy Tails.”
When Jordan got gas,
Isaac pinched his sweet ass.
We don’t need to give more details.
Uncle Isaac enjoyed babysitting
And his devotion was unremitting.
He would treat Jordan’s butt
Like a chocolate doughnut
And polish it off lick and splitting.
Jordan Chasescott liked to read
Uncle Isaac’s Communist creed.
Jordan said let’s be poor
And Isaac said, more,
We’ll share your butt according to need.
Uncle Isaac bought a Chinese balloon
And gave it to Jordan for his room.
Jordan flew it over the U.S.
And it was shot down as the newest
Blow toy that made Isaac swoon.
Isaac L. Chase researched YouTube
But not for looking at big boobs.
Isaac said, my dear Jordan,
I’ve already stored in
You a lifetime of oil change and lubes.
Isaac L. Chase reached out far
To make young Jordan a star.
Ike encouraged porn poetry,
Despite knowing that he
Was publishing Jordan’s memoir.
Jordan Chasescott liked his men
Manly like Isaac back when
Isaac Chase showed him photos
Of where sun’s rays don’t go
And Jordan was porn born again.
Isaac extolled Jordan’s butt hole--
To display at State Fairs was Unc Ike’s goal.
Unc Ike shaped and grew
Jordan’s butt hole into
The shape of a large mixing bowl.
Isaac Chase sent Jordan a Valentine
That said “Sweet Nephew, Won’t You Be Mine?”
Isaac bought candy and flowers
And it was only two hours
Before Isaac gave Jord’s butt a spit shine.
Isaac took a pic of Jordan’s hiney.
He thought it looked like a Modigliani.
Isaac said, “I won’t sell
This picture so swell,
But it sure makes a great Valentiney.”
Isaac Chase tried to rob the Chase bank.
He said it was his and he ranked
Far above peons,
And had done so for eons,
Plus he had to fund Jordan’s young flank.
Nephew Jordan Chasescott wanted trucks
For Christmas but Isaac said, “Shucks,
I’ll give you an erector set
When I get the projector set,
And Joe Stout can make some big bucks.”
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